#confessions booth

[gaewaren]

I haven’t been able to read greywaren yet, but I heard your boy isn’t mentioned, just wanted to send you my condolences (at least you’ll always have your cousin boris)

Not even a measly name drop, i'm inconsolable. thank you for reaching out in these trying times love

#confessions booth #second-sister #Kavinsky

[sm-baby]

I wonder what Kinger was thinking about...

Funfact ... In part 2, I was listening to "Everywhere And Nowhere At The End Of Time" ... So it was an inspiration/affected the scene(along with the KUBRIK STARE)

@undervaluedagent summed it up very well. No, Kinger cannot hear the others, I just wanted to simulate how the comic would sound ÚwÙ... Man is just... Very unwell..

#the amazing digital circus #kinger #the confession booth #the amazing digital circus kinger #tadc #tadc kinger

[linktoo-doodles]

confessional

#grian #goodtimeswithscar #desertduo #limited life #life series #mcyt #comic #my art #Linktoo art #scar apologizing to grians corpse like a confession booth best thing ever

[spacedace]

Maybe I've just missed it, but I feel like there's not enough discussion on Catholic Jason Todd and his feelings on being seemingly resurrected by God Jeesie-Chreesie style.

Like, we as the readers know that it was a reality bending punch from Superboy Prime that brought Jason back, but in canon no one has any explanation at all for how that happened.

The Lazarus Pit fixed him, but he was already alive (just in super bad shape) to be fixed. He woke up in his own coffin and had to claw out of his own grave and no one in-universe can explain how or why it happened.

And that alone would fuck someone up, but add in Catholic Guilt (TM) and references to the resurrection floating around every Easter and Jason's gotta wonder at least a little bit if the Big G brought him back and if so has to absolutely agonize over what he's done with his big second chance.

I just wanna read 100k words of Jason's complicated feelings on his death, rebirth (resurrection?), Red Hood, God, Bruce and what it all means, if anyone's got any recs please share them I'm begging 😭

#jason todd #batman #dc batman #red hood #catholic jason todd #catholic!jason #the catholic guilt had to be eating him alive even before he died #on account of it being catholic guilt and all #but AFTER he died??? man has to be at Mass four times a week and at Confession daily #the poor priest (who got the job after the last one got eh...*retired* by Red Hood for reasons you can imagine) has to be like #absolutely shaking in the confessional booth and questioning everything as THE Red Hood tells him about his many sins #like Father O'Malley just wanted to serve god and his community and now he knows all the Bats identites and has to grapple with #the idea that Jason “8 heads in a duffle bag” Todd qualifies as a miracle and possible might be up for sainthood

[vanmec]

Papa Emeritus I will hear your confession now.

[My Socials] | [Prints]

#or would it be................... ghonfession #also tf are they confessing about this church is all about sin lmao #confession booth to brag how debaucherous you are maybe? #whatever it'S FOR THE AESTHETIC!!! #ghost #ghost the band #the band ghost #ghost band #Papa Emeritus #primo #also lashes #he may be bald now but homie's got them camel lashes

[chubs-deuce]

I'm probably just suffering from shipping delusion right now but I really can't stop thinking about the fact that Alastor and Charlie are practically made for each other, narrative wise. They are opposing forces, they have this push and pull dynamic and Viv even said that they were supposed to be foils or mirrors to each other. Not to mention, their chemistry is just insane, also the fact that they have so much in common too is doing things to me. Their relationship is practically the driving force of one of the main conflicts of the plot. Interactions are just guaranteed to happen between them. Take those away and the show wouldn't be complete without them.

Call it ironic, but I honestly feel blessed at witnessing this demonic duo interact on screen every time.

Right?

Their interactions are so interesting to witness and I was ngl really surprised that they actually had so much screentime together?

I mean I expected them to interact, no doubt, especially since their conflicting morals and mindsets are such a driving factor for the plot... but I'm still kind of shocked that we got so much???

What fascinates me the most with them in canon atm is how much genuine faith he has in her potential?

He doesn't believe in what the hotel is trying to accomplish because he doesn't believe in redemption itself as a concept, but he does clearly believe that she could change up the status quo in hell tremendously, for better or for worse.

She's an investment, and one he visibly has the utmost confidence in!

I love how all of episode 7 he just kept helping way beyond what their deal had defined, so this isn't just him acting based on that. I think before their deal he was just trying to build trust without expending too much of his help, since he was not currently guaranteed any profit for himself beyond the entertainment value - so now that she's bound to him via this favor and he's basically guaranteed a winning hand, he's noticably more willing to go above and beyond to help and is really doubling down on his investment in her.

Then there was also that little crisis he had in the radio tower... hints and glimpses of him starting to genuinely care about the project and the demons involved... and even though he's fighting it, the change is there!

I honestly love how much he and Charlie both have an effect on each other, romantic or not. Charlie's project is wearing down Alastor's walls of untouchable indifference as much as his actions are wearing down on Charlie enough to trust his word to make a deal.

I can't wait to see how this develops further (but I also dread it bc I can smell a faint hint of inescapable drama and betrayal brewing at the horizon)

#charlastor #radiobelle #chubs answers #btw it's really amusing to me how much my inbox has lowkey turned into a bit of a charlastor fandom confession/thought dump booth lmfao #this isn't a complaint btw I'm glad I get so many excuses to air my own thoughts too haha

[canon-gabriel-quotes]

almost all of these are thirsty in nature btw

#I see them but if I answer them. I know 10 more will show up #which is why im not answering them #IDK WHAT YOU WANT ME TO SAY #it’s like a confession booth in here #non voice post

[embrace-the-sin]

I love your art so much, I eat up your Charlie she's just so beautiful when you draw her I'm so gay for her, Alastor eating good. I hope we get to feast on some pinups of best girl soon, keep up your work. 🙏

I actually liked that idea very much and decided to oblige >:Dc

#charlastor #radiobelle #hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #the ship flavoring wasn't necessary but I had a lot of fun with it so lmao #pinup art #suggestive #CD's artistic sins #CD's confession booth

[wolfythewitch]

is there a question or comment that you often get that genuinely upsets you? or genuinely annoys you to your core?

Uhhh I wouldn't say genuinely upset, but probably annoys me yeah haha.

Comments comparing designs, like Odysseus and Jesus, etc, those get old very quickly.

Questions insistently asking if I'm a boy or girl, while amusing, also get old very quickly.

Any questions like the previous anon where it's like "why do you like this piece of media so much" well! It's a long story isn't it. Do you want a history because I Can traumadump. This one is a special case though, it mostly takes context

And any comment telling me to draw something (depends on tone) just makes me not want to draw it HAHA. I don't mind if people ask nicely, but the ones that are just a straight up demand? Rude. Ignored.

Also what Does upset me, now that I think about it, though it doesn't really happen here, mostly on TikTok and YouTube, is when people say I'm race swapping characters?? Or changing their race? I guess? It's just weird.

#wolfy tedtalks #anon #since this is my confession booth #just gotta say i ignore most asks about dsmp #mostly just cause im not interested in it anymore lmao #so #there's also that please stop asking me to draw specific dsmp characters i will probably ignore jt

[junkmailmusubi]

*smollusk voice* i see you'we twapped in my gay and stuwpid towew again

#man this is like. so low effort. dont reblog this; #i feel like this is also a little bit of “It Would Not Say That” but i just had the idea and needed to get it out there #splatoon #splatoon 3 #side order #side order spoilers #<- ? #screamin' at the top of my lungs in the confession booth #⛺🪲

[ramlightly]

Curious Souls asked: Basil should totally let the love word slip when they're gettin it on :)

Oh he DEFINITELY does, he's known to get pretty boldly affectionate fairly during the heat of it. It's even in Confession Booth! 

(https://retrospring.net/@ramlightly/a/111338153288749682)

#ask #my writing #confession booth #father basil #dandelion #nsft text

[corruptive-sinner]

I walk into the church and see him, the priest standing up, giving an empassioned sermon to a small crowd. As he scans the people there he pauses on me, stumbling his words ever so slightly.

I take a seat in the back behind everyone, so they can't see me. I never break eye contact and he attempts to ignore me unsuccessfully. I lick my lips dlowly once in a while whenever he looks in my dorection, flashing a fang here and there and maybe the split in my tongue. The Father attempts to continue as normally but it's obvious he's distracted as he forgets lines he just read, loses his train of thoughts and ends on a much timider note than his previous vigor.

The crowd disperses as he quickly exits his podium, scurrying with his eyes down to the confessjon booth. I walk over and take a seat inside.

"What is it you wish to confess my child." His voice calmer now, thinking a normal deciple is sitting next to him, one of his flock.

"I think you have some confessing, Father."

Even through the small openings I can tell he is struck slack jawed. Scared. Cornered.

"You saw me in the crowd, my presence scared you and yet, you ran here. As if you want me to-"

"Shut up, foul demon."

"Ah ah ah," I scold, "thats not very holy Father. Lying in a confessiom booth." I make a tutting sound with my mouth. His breathing is slow but deeper than before.

"You came in as well."

"Yes, but you know what I am. This is your little box, and instead of running, you brought me here."

He stays silent this time,

"Father, what have you been up to. Touching yourself again? Thinking of a demon ravishing you in your place of worship?"

"Nonsense," his breathing is labored now.

"What could a mouth as wet and warm do to you, how you wish to drop to your knees for me instead, beg me for forgiveness in the form of lustful sins." The Father lets out a small groan,

"Touch yourself Father, I know you wish to." And with that surprisingly he obeyed, usually it took more pushing than that. But I hear him unzip his pants and the muffled moans of the first few delicate touches of his neglected cock.

"Wow Father, you're such a whore. Giving yourself over so quickly? Did you even bother taking off your cross?"

"No, I won't, He will protect me," he gasps out quietly.

"You think you're defiant, but you commit more sins with it on." The small moans and cries are to much to take, I want to touch him myself. So I slip out of my side and slither into his.

His eyes are glossy with tears of shame but he looks at me with pleading eyes. His cock dribbles precum as I kneel down.

"Out of all the people who kneel in front of you, how many do you imagine are me?"

"N-none,"

"Yes, oh yes, I have," he pants. "Someone came in, they smelled of smoke, like you. I couldn't stand anywhere near him without your sinful voice in my head."

"Liar," I take his cock and his hands drop to grip the seat with such intensity as if it would buck him off. "now now, tell me the truth. You caved so easily so I know I've been on your filthy mind." I start slowly pumping his cock and spreading his precum around as lubrication. He makes a pathetic noise and leans his head back, one hand coming up to desperately cover his mouth.

That made me instantly electrified. I leaned in to lick the base of his cock to the head. Fangs exposed, forked tongue wrapping around as much as I could make it.

He muffles his cry as best he can, stiff all over and tears leaking from his eyes. His lust barley contained by restraint as I break it more and more.

I let out a small laugh at the pathetic man in front of me. A holy man so easily coerced into sinful acts, splayed out and panting as a demon licks his cock. And he wants this so bad, I'll just have to get him to admit it.

I pull away. "What do you want Father?"

He stays silent, only letting a small groan at the lack of contact.

"Use those gorgeous lips of yours like you do when you read the good book." I goad him on, hes so turned on if he doesn't cum it will be worse than Hell, and I plan on taking full advantage.

"Please," he barley mumbles out between his fingers.

I stand up, take his hand away from his mouth and repeat "Use." I trace my other hands pointer finger up his torso, "Your." I stop under his chin, "Words." I tilt his chin up so he looks me in the eyes.

"Please, do something, touch me, suck me off, ride me, let me touch you, I want you so bad. Please," the Father pleads, his voice shaky and barley above a whisper.

"That's my good boy." I purr leaning into his ear. He shakes and lets out another stiffled moan.

Pulling his collar out to get better acess, I graze my open mouth across his neck, barley letting my fangs make any contact. Licking softly when I find my sweet spot that makes him jump and biting there softly.

I whisper in his ear, "touch me Father, take what you want so badly." And he does, like a scared animal he slides his hands across my body. First starting at my back, stiff, nervous, then moving to hold my sides as I start sucking on his neck, I know I've hit a good spot when his grip tightens and I feel his perfectly manicured nails press into me.

He is full of surprises as he starts feeling my pants and fumbles with my belt. Rushed and desperate. I did say take what you want after all.

He pauses suddenly.

"Whats the matter Father? Scared?"

"No, may I please fuck you?" He looks up at me. Meets my eyes all om his own.

"Oh Father, you want to commit this sin? To fuck a demon and give into lust?"

"Yes, oh yes, please." He begs, rubbing circles into my hips with his anxious thumbs. He's nothing but endearing even when faced with me.

I lean down to kiss him, slipling my pants doen and straddling his lap, erection twitching beneath me. He kisses poorly, hands frozen partly mid air.

I laugh, "you have no clue what you're doing don't you? Here let me."

I slowly guide the kiss, he follows my lead, whenever my fangs snag on his lips or tongue he moans. Purposely going out of his way to lick my fangs until one too hard makes him bleed just barley. The pervert moans at that too. He's obsessed with my tongue as well, sliding in between it with his own.

Using my hands to move his I place one at my hips and his dominant hand I guide down to my cock and opening.

"Feel my cock and how wet I am, play with me and you'll be rewarded."

"You're already a reward." He says suddenly, ducking his head when he realizes he said that outloud. But he doesn't pull his hands away.

He feels my cock's head carefully, inquisitivly. I rock my hips to help him along, making sure he knows when he's hit good spots with moans and harder breaths. He becomes bolder and picks up quickly, testing further to fingering me. Sliping one in and letting out a truly desperate noise as he feels how warm, soft, and wet I am. Adding a few more encouraged by my moans of pleasure.

"Please, please let me fuck you Daddy." He's completely under my control now.

"Good boy," I huff out, and lower myself to rub his cock on my opening. Teasing him by sliding across and barley putting pressure.

"Please please please please," he begs into my shoulder, gripping me so tightly it may bruise.

I line him up and sink down in one clean go. He sobs a moan into my shoulder, pressing hard to muffle himself.

"Shhhh it's ok baby," I coo into his ear petting his hair, he relaxes from the initial wave and I start sliding up and down.

He pulls back and we continue kissing as the speed and intensity of my thrusts builds. Hitting his lap harder to get as much in as possible and pushing my tongue into his mouth. Hes a moaning mess scrambling his hands across my body, one landing on my dick to rub causing me to moan into our kiss. The other comes onto my back and holds on for dear life. He can't last much longer at this rate.

"D-addy, oh please, can I cum in you?" He is delirious with pleasure and the impending climax he hasn't felt in a long time.

"Cum in me Father, you perverted sinner." I slam my hips down.

And with that he explodes inside me. Moaning and rocking his hips. The warm cum filling me up deep inside. I cum as well, milking his cock for all he can give. His pathetic rutting mixed with whimpers fill the booth. All decency abandoned for a climax in his holy place.

Panting and shaking, he comes down from the high. Unable to even meet my eyes I see the shame set in.

"Oh Father, having regrets so soon?" I slide off his softening cock, slipping my pants back on and buckling my belt. He stays there barley moving.

"Will you leave now." Is all he managed to say as he shoves himself back into his pants, fixing his removed collar, and attempting to look like he didnt just fuck someone.

"You'll want me back dear," i turn to leave when he grabs my arm. Not an ounce of aggresion.

He pulls me into a soft kiss before letting me go. I walk out of the booth, no one was remotley paying attention either already left or to far away. I slip out the front door, casting one last look to our very own corrupted priest. He is looking at me, but swiftly turns away and walks to his office. I'll be visiting this church again very soon~

End.

#heirophilia #blasphemy kink #priest kink #corruption kink #religion kink #my post #my writing #confession booths got me hot #fantasy elements #trans ns/fw #trans man nsft #demon #daddy k!nk #my wrtitng

[turnippencil]

Chapter 2 of TPWS

Imagine shit talking someone's not husband, real pickle that'd be

#cult of the lamb #cotl au #cult of the lamb fanart #narilamb #cotl narinder #cotl lamb #the one who waits #cotl #the past we shared #confession booth but ihe is a snitch #tpws au #my art <3

[maxthelilsh-t]

Comic by @sm-baby !!!

Dubbed and edited byyy (drumroll) meee!! I tried my best so I hope everyone likes it! I will do the third part asap soon as I can 💕

#the confession booth #tadc #tadc angst #comic dub #the amazing digital circus #sm baby #finally finished #lets go

[billiebustup-confessions]

ok sorry for ANOTHER booth speaks post (i’m filling up the queue rn!! i promise!!) but i noticed i had this one screenshotted from an asker and decided i’d give them some info here

barnaby canonically(? correct me if i’m misremembering) stims by flapping his wings and doing his little hoots! here’s a gif of him from the disc doing just that!

do with this what you will :]

#he go hoot hoot and flappy flap! #the booth answers #not a confession #barnaby based

[all-my-crap]

not grian turning into something like a beloved stuffed toy being yoinked all around the server and the bad boys having to make sure they dont lose him

#trafficblr #crying rn #the whole confession booth bit was hilarious #telling what is currently a semi sentient inanimate object about ur day <33 #bad boys #jimmy solidarity #smallishbeans #grian #limited life smp #24lsmp #24l spoilers #the kindergarten accusations getting more and more supporting evidence